
Jiang Hao smiled. “I used to cut firewood here. when I was about four years old. Here."
Jiang Hao lifted the axe to measure its weight, then swung it onto the wooden beam, cutting it in half.
"Four years?!" exclaim that man. “At that age, holding a knife alone is difficult, let alone an axe to cut firewood!”
“It was... difficult, but in the end I got used to it,” said Jiang Hao.
Ten years have passed since then. He realized that he did not feel disgust or resentment towards his family. He did not even remember his stepmother shouting at him clearly. He almost forgot how he looked.
“It looks like you were born poor.” The old man did not believe.
Jiang Hao felt as if he had returned to his childhood. “Unfortunately, I don't remember much. ”
“Why are you here to inquire about the Jiang family?” The old man looked
Jiang Hao's. “What is your relationship with them?”
Jiang Hao stopped and looked at the old man. “They are my family.”
The old man was a little surprised. "That's impossible. When I bought this house from them, the man who sold the house to me did not mention a single child.”
“I know,” said Jiang Hao. “When I was five years old, I was sold. I happened to visit this city for the first time after that. I hope to know about them.”
The old man looked at Jiang Hao in surprise. Jiang Hao continued to cut firewood.
"How long has it been?"
"Seventeen years."
“I bought this house sixteen years ago.” The old man thought for a moment.
“They moved to another place, so they sold the house to me.”
"They sold the house a year after I left?" Jiang Hao felt a little bitter about it. 'Are they worried that I'll look for them for revenge or something?'
“Did they say where they would move to?” Jiang Hao asked.
"NO." The old man shook his head. “But... I think they might move to a nearby city. You should look around.”
Jiang Hao did not respond. There's no way he could just leave. He came to this city solely because of Hong Yuye. He was lucky to get here alive. He made too many enemies.
It was almost impossible for Jiang Hao to find a safe place now. If his enemies found out about his family, they would probably use it against him.
This time, he was not worried because Hong Yuye was with him. He is strong.
“I remember going hungry seventeen years ago.The whole city is suffering,” said the old man.
Jiang Hao nodded. "Yes. I remember a little bit about those days.”
“Do you hate them?” ask the old man.
“I don't hate them too much, but I feel a little annoyed,” said Jiang Hao.
The old man smiled. “If it was someone else, they would hate his family for selling him at such a young age.”
Jiang Hao said nothing and secretly cut firewood. He finished cutting the rest of the firewood and cleaned his clothes. “Thank you for the information you gave me. I have to go now.”
“Let me drive you to the door,” said the old man and escorted him to the main door.
Jiang Hao continued to reminisce about the past. He has very faint memories of his childhood. The lace felt familiar, but he could not remember anything clearly. Jiang Hao felt an unexplainable loss. He bowed to the elderly couple and left.
He heard the door shut behind him. Only then did he turn around to look at the closed door.
This is where he grew up. He felt as if he had returned to the time when he was a child in that house.
Jiang Hao felt that this house would still be here, and somehow he was able to return there. But now, he felt like he had completely lost his home. There's no place to go back.
He'll never come back here.
Jiang Hao bowed again as a sign of farewell. He then turned and left.
Is he able to let go of his past completely? Maybe not. However, he knew that looking back was of no use to anyone. He has to keep moving forward.
Jiang Hao finally felt a bitter sense of peace. He accepted his fate.
He had progressed far compared to the pitiful kid he used to be. He had improved greatly in his cultivation and was not far away from reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Jiang Hao had yet to reach such maturity even when working hard for half a year to train his mind. The brief moment to revisit his past has given him the clarity he has been striving for.
Jiang Hao walked along the main road. He saw many people living their days well. Merchants advertise their products.
His Clear and Pure Heart was inactive. However, he felt a clarity in that ability that he had never felt before.
'Amazing feeling.'
Jiang Hao decided to return to Hong Yuye. He stopped when he passed a tea shop.
The tea sets in the inn seemed to be very ordinary, and perhaps many people had used them before.
He hesitated for a moment before entering the tea shop.
“What tea device do you want?” ask the shopkeeper.
Jiang Hao looked around and finally saw a set of red tea.
The color is faint and not too conspicuous. The work is very beautiful.
“How much does it cost for this one?” She asked.
“Fifteen taels.”
Jiang Hao bought it. When he returned to the inn, he found a cake shop. The smell came out of the store.
As a child, he dreamed of buying something from the cake shop. He was too poor to do that.
After hesitating, he bought some cookies. Her childhood dream came true today.
Jiang Hao was walking along the road when he suddenly turned to look at the old alley beside him. Something flew, and he caught it.
It was a rock. He looked at it closely.
Jiang Hao then used his Daily Valuation ability on him.
[Order Code: A stone used by the Thousand Gods Sect to transmit a message. Crush and put in water to see the contents.]
'The Sect of the Thousand Great Gods?'
Jiang Hao was confused. Why would the Thousand God Sect contact him?
Jiang Hao returned to the inn. Maybe Hong Yuye had an answer to this.
“Please bring a basin filled with water to Room 1 above the Clouds,” Jiang Hao told the server.
After which, he headed to Hong Yuye's room. The door opens automatically.
Jiang Hao saw Hong Yuye sitting in front of the window. He turned to look at her with an amused smile. “I thought you ran away.”